CHAPTER 100: BreakupThis is funny. Yna thought. Earlier she was just hesitating whether to be there would be right or not, and then now—she wasn’t meek anymore. The music was blasting on its full volume and here she was, enjoying herself just like what Sherra told her earlier. Let loose and forget about everything—forget about Santi, and Alicia, and just be herself. Or was it because this is the first time she had ever been to a party? Perhaps, since Yna prefer quite places. She was this nerd type student, who would like to be alone [most of the time]. There’s just this comfort she finds there that she had never found anywhere else, not until Santi crumbles away the wall she built, then ruined it.“Tch.” Yna clicked her tongue. “Bastard.”“Y—yeah.” Sherra slurred. She was giggling non-stop. “Your ex was such a bastard.”Oh, how can she not notice that her friend was drunk already?“You are drunk.” Yna sounded surprised.But how can she not be? This is the first she had seen her drunk
CHAPTER 101: HIS EX-WIFEThe bustling Street of Manila has been filled with persons, strangers from one another apart from the beautiful woman who was watching them walk as if she was an spectator. She was holding a freshly brewed macchiato on a cafe that was already opened at this hour. It was 6 in the morning, and there are no sign of any foreboding weather that was yet to unfold. The sky was clear. The clouds were even on a light blue colour shading the sun from its heated embrace beyond the numerous buildings align. They stood tall, and erect. They bathed under the luminaire it has, but then the sight isn’t the one that the woman was keeping her eyes from.Vanessa El Mayor [the mere reminisce of her being married to somebody she do not love left a distasteful tang on her mouth] was rather waiting for somebody that was yet to arrive. Clad on her usual attire, yet even with no efforts, Vanessa was already beautiful from head to toe. She was casually dressed on a silky black dress pa
CHAPTER 102: SINFUL DESIRESThe heat we felt before isn’t something that can be ease by a mere talk, by closure we thought would freed us—no, both Jacques and I knew that it wouldn’t be. I love him, and I could feel the same feeling when our lips touch. It wasn’t right, but it doesn’t feel wrong either way. I married Zach to be an El Mayor just like what Daddy wanted, but it’s been so long—perhaps, it would be the time where I could let myself enjoy this tiniest bit of freedom I had. My father is already dead, but that doesn’t mean I was happy he is—perhaps, because I lost count of how much he was trying to butt into everything that I was trying to make on my own.The anger and hate, the loathsome and contempt crawled all the way, yet only to be forgotten, when I felt Jacques lips against mine. “Van—” He moaned in between. His callous hand radiates warm, and I felt like they were spreading across my entire body the moment we made contact. He was touching me everywhere. Although clot
CHAPTER 103: DINNER DATE I couldn’t stomach it. I felt like I am going to throw out everything. There, on the photograph, I could see his wife...other than that, the fact that she was naked already suggested that something had actually happened between them. The man is handsome, I presumed, but even Zachary was. He was dazzling, handsome, dark and charming on his own way as if he owns the world as he walk passed by ahead. He has this ruthless air around him that would make everybody scuttled just so they could get away from him. Now, I could understand why they are so terrified upon hearing his name, Zachary El Mayor paired by how he looks.But that night he seems....somehow different.He have this look of longing, and sadness that even I could feel to where I assumed he was Santi. It was as if I could feel my ex-boyfriend in regret of what he had done to me. The eyes which mirrored emotions I had never yet seen before, but then knowing Santi, and our encounter earlier that day, befo
CHAPTER 104: HIS WOMAN VS HIS EX-WIFEThe woman was voluptuous. Her curves falls on each corner and on its right places. A bodycon was hugging her perfectly shaped waist and chest. They were tight, but fair enough to flaunt her assets and what beautiful of a woman she had work on to achieve who she is, or perhaps it was on genetics. I couldn’t help, but get jealous. She was more than the average I was. My chest falls between in the middle, it wasn’t big, but I am on B group. And my body—I have baby fats on my stomach, my arms were like jelly, incomparable to some women around my age. It made me envious. I will admit that I was kind of...permissive.I couldn’t help, but wonder—how do they manage to maintain such appearance? And how do they become so much beautiful, remaining on the top, where most women would desire to be them?I don’t know. I have no idea even on the slightest.“It’s you.” Her smile widened. “I am really not mistaken. I didn’t expect to see you here now that Vanessa i
CHAPTER 105: ENDANGEREDZachary was driving ahead. He has nowhere to go or so he thought. After Vanessa’s unannounced visit, he had ordered Jacob, his personal butler to checked whether that woman was telling the truth or not. He wouldn’t be fool again for the love she had been selfish before. She could play him on her fingertips, but not now. Zachary had learn a great lesson not to dwell against with the foolishness of lies weaved by her lips. The fact that she had filed a divorce were enough to make him believed that there’s more than the loath Vanessa were speaking about. There’s more story than what she was trying to reasoned out, and it was Jacques. That damn Jacques. Zachary’s mind cursed aloud that name. He may have been the only person he had hated a lot“Fuck that bastard.” He gritted his teeth. His hold tightened across the steering wheel. Zachary swerved the car, and in a swept, what he failed to noticed, although he can recognize the road was the fact that it was leadin
CHAPTER 106: THREATENED The pain on her scalp was unbearable. Yna wanted to curse Jake, but she was keeping her mouth shut. She bit her lips, while the tears were all streaming down her cheeks. Her eyes stings. How much longer should she cry? Yna was bawling her eyes out, but she was misheard. The misdeeds she was suffering from she couldn’t beat, and her cries for help from Vanessa seems to be futile.The woman on the other hand appeared deaf, she never even batted an eyelash to where Yna was. Vanessa seems cruel. Cold and stoic, same with Zachary’s expression as far as she recalled at the back of her head.Yna haven’t had any idea where Jake had lead them to. It was like the cabin, where he speaks of that Vanessa’s uncle was currently staying.“Here we are.” Jake opened the door.Vanessa was the one who walked ahead of them. It was if she knew what business she have on this place to which Yna still question.Afterwards, Jake directed his attention to Yna after the latter left.“And
CHAPTER 107: PUNISHMENTJake lied.He never help her, but he laughs at Yna with so much mockery as she lay there on that table. It was made of wood, it was cold and damp by saltwater that makes her skin itched and recoiled. She wanted to scratch them with her nails, the thought to scratch them until they bleeds drove her sanity at the edge, because she couldn’t. Both of her arms and legs are tied. The ropes are tight, and Yna knew the marks it would have left once they loosened. She could feel it biting across her skin, and it sting.She bit her lips. But funny how Yna did not cry. Perhaps, her tears are already dry. She was tired of bawling her eyes out, and calling for help, when none came from how much had she repeated those words. Are they monsters? Are they borne from evil? Maybe, maybe not. She lost care.Yna already felt numb.“Well well, look who’s here today.” The familiar voice she learn to get acquainted from uttered.It was Jake. She knew it was him. His footsteps, the hea